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Our bodies are enslaved, but our minds and our spirits do not have to be. Do not fear thinking outside what is considered normal, do not fear to think unlike your peers. If they judge you, let them; their opinions are of ill importance; what matters is your heart, what matters is the truth. This physical existence is but only a short chapter in the epic tale of you and I; a tale that connects us all and stretches throughout eternity.

As your lives are spent working day in and day out to reach the a-typical material goals, ask yourself in a deeper sense: are you happy? Do you know true happiness? Or do you merely find comfort within the confines of societal boundaries because it is safer to follow the majority?
	
Liberate your spirit; even if it means being criticised, even if it means being considered abnormal; everyone has the right and/or power to be themselves, we just need to break free from the shackles of fear which hold us back from revealing what is behind the mask.

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Marty Andersson: From the Archives - Liberation (Spoken Word)

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Lyrics-

I'm ready to crawl again. I keep on falling on my head.
And in this sea I'll drown if I can't keep myself from falling down.
When I'm ready to stand again I will never have to pretend
I'm falling down, I'm falling down

When I'm ready to call  your name and get myself back up again
From falling down, from falling down, falling down again

Now I'm ready to walk a mile, slip and fall but I still smile
While falling down Falling down

Now I'm ready to rearrange and won't look back to make the change from falling down, falling down again

Falling Down

We conclude our Summer Series on a hopeful note and a glimpse into the future.  Mankind has finally found that it can accept the differences that divide us, share the bounty between us, and become a vast community governed by faith, hope, and love. How did such a thing come about?  We collectively took a step back from the brink of self-annihilation by realizing "we solve most things if we talk".  
Ironically, this was the most complex song of the five to put together,  We all had an idea of how we wanted it to turn out, and thanks to Seagull and a lot of talking between us behind the scenes, we came to consensus and a final version.  Our little band is proof "we can solve most things if we talk":)  It has been an honor to work with each of you: 
Music composition, 1st guitar (center), bass, synths, mix and production; Seagull, @farout-music-studio
Right & Left Guitar; Our wonderful guitarist; David, @david-dunhamuser589535203
Lyrics & Vocals; Our dear poet Peter, soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Vocals and harmonies; Soundcloud's most wonderful voice; Oddrun, @oddrun-eikli
And the key phrase at the end; The lovely little Finley, 7 years old.

We Solve Most Things If We Talk

Summer rain finds my face, splashing through my smile
Thunder rumbles fall away, storm is phasing through
Peace of mind is on the case, misery is in denial,
Yesterday’s squally day, tomorrow’s skies are azure blue.

Dreams of history’s tension gladly start to ease
Gripping claws of lunacy finally shun the past
Seems things turned out badly for hunger and disease
Slipping towards unity, laying down the guns at last.

Call my neighbour as my friend, our meanings line as one
Colour, gods and politics accepted as they are
Mutualities to defend no conflict clouds our shining sun
Consideration and respect, a communal repertoire

Mother Mary called today
Handed me a flower stalk
Kissed my worries clean away
We solve most things if we talk.

Need as might we understand equality’s a bed of lies
Celebrate uniqueness as a cast of human thread
Day and night, hand in hand, no polity compromise
Learning from our weakness past, focused on the light ahead.

Mother Mary spoke today
Led me on a learning walk
Eased my troubles on the way
We solve most things if we talk.

Mother Mary sang today
Left me with a simple thought
The wisest heads will simply say
We solve most things if we talk.
"We Solve Most Things If We Talk"

Contented Man (Seagull, Oddrun, Peter, David)

Thank you Paul for providing an opportunity to once again explore and collaborate with our musical styles. 
I felt this outcome is so appropriate and reflects the energy of our Olympic moods, individual energies and talents .
-Paul  creating the musical structure and playing Bass, guitar, drums and effects
-Mike on keyboards/melodies.

Olympic Pulse - ft Paul Paploviante

Hielo, Ariel En Bicicleta

Mtlsir https://soundcloud.com/user-434699157?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing and me are Glitchy dopt Phong !!

Glitchy Dot Phong - Glitchy Dot Phong

Words and music By Roger Whittlesey. Saxophone arrangement by Georg Boehme. Boehme plays soprano, alto, tenor, and baritone saxes. He also plays the bass clarinet. Noel Barrett plays the bass guitar. All other sounds by Whittlesey. © 2024.

Dear Reader, 

In Shakespeare's play "Hamlet," Ophelia drowns herself in what is a terrible and tragic scene late in the play. 

The idea for this song came when I recognized that the grief of loss, missed opportunities, and mistakes compound as we age, and they don't leave us. Instead, these emotions seem to haunt us—often surprising us when we least expect it. And so, these feelings are akin to the tragic drowning of Ophelia, except that they seem to happen again and again—hence the title of the song. 

Georg Boehme, a brilliant arranger, composer, and horns player from Cologne, Germany, joined me on this piece. I sent Georg the basic tracks and gave him no instructions. He knows what to do, and he always exceeds my expectations. His playing on this piece is amazing. As you get to know Georg's music, you will begin to see that he has a unique style, and it shines through in all that he plays. Thank you, Georg, for lending me your immense creative talents. 

Last week, I sent what I believed was the finished version of this song to Noel Barrett, an outstanding bass player from Cork City, Ireland. I knew he would dig the work that Georg did on the track. And he did. Without any prompting, he replaced the bass part that I laid down—and improved the tune tenfold in the process. Noel has rock-solid time and brings a melodic sensibility to everything he plays on the bass. It is a great pleasure and honor to have him guesting on this song. 

Finally, I thank you, my devoted listeners, for your comments and for your repeated returns to my channel. 

I have much more music to write. This is only the beginning of the journey. 

Highest Regards, 

Roger Whittlesey
July 9, 2024

Ophelia Drowns Again

method: employing the presets of the arpeggiator on the a50 to narrow in on philip glass, bbc's celts, orinico flow, the moldau, pata pata or sonamos or whatever your enlarged and numerous senses might perceive
narration: a flow, a bend, afloat
image: copyright jo richter

poem / copyright jo richter

striations of birthing she bore
as though no one had suffered before

shattercone . the final couplet

shattercone - the final couplet

The monkeys always chose the path of pain, chaos and destruction...don't  give them guns.

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